Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Frightened Rabbit

400 Bones

 

400 Bones

(album: Painting Of A Panic Attack - 2016)


400 bones crumpled in bed
I'm the only one who knows that you're still breathing
Beneath the blanket of another French death
This afternoon is one I will be keeping

Where skin is painted by a brush from the sun
Pull the sheets up to your neck so she can't see us
And let the clocks do all the worrying for once
We're passing out inside the sleeping mausoleum

This is my safe house in the hurricane
It is where my love lays 200 treasured bones
This is my warmth behind the cold war
That day is what I'm living for forever coming home

Here's to the room I can rest in
The door I'll always open, never to be closed
You as my horizon line the star I never get by
Takes me back to home 200 perfect bones

On absent days I will return to this place
and play a silent color film within my head
in which the pillow leaves a cold upon your face
and all at once it all makes perfect sense

400 bones crumpled in bed
I'm the only one who knows that you're still breathing

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?